My heart explodes with the force of a supernova.

And the world is full of stars.

But what if there were no stars?

What if every night

there was just the moon

sitting by herself,

in the corner of the vast classroom

that we call the universe?

For isn’t the universe a classroom?

Where the knowledge is infinite,

and the inclination to learn is infinitesimal.

In the classroom I sit away from everyone else.

Away from the chatter,

and the laughter,

and the lies.

It’s all lies.

The smiles they send across the room

to check that I am alright

seem to burn into the back of my eyes.

They don’t care about me.

They don’t know me.

How could they know me?

I don’t.

I need to be by myself

to find out who I am.

Away from the influence.

However I know

I can gain all the courage in the world by myself,

yet one word from them

will rip me to shreds.